Make The Battlefield Drunk, Wine Honorable Protects Pan Gu Sect, Heaven-devouring Technique Again

"T-This…" 

The Wine Honorable stared at the ten jars of wine in disbelief. 

"You're right, Wine Honorable. These are ten jars of A Fleeting Dream," Li Jun said with a smile.

The Wine Honorable gulped greedily. "Damn that little one. I can't believe he has that many jars of such delicious wine! He lied that there was only one, but then he took out another jar. Now, he has ten of these?" 

Only heaven knew how much he liked A Fleeing Dream. 

He had half a jar left, and he could not bear to finish it in one gulp.

"You want to use ten jars of A Fleeting Dream in exchange for my help? But you guys are overwhelmed by numbers. Even if I join the fight, the tables might not turn as well," the Wine Honorable said after a sip of wine. 

If it were just one Monarch-class force, he was not afraid. He could fight even a Monarch for the ten jars of A Fleeting Dream.